A Bedtime Limerick

Posted on August 12, 2019August 19, 2019 by mothertherealist

Whene’er I start to count some sheep
Is when I start to hear them Peep.
From, “I’m scared” to fights
And hugs to nightlights;
I’ve decided we’ll never get sleep.

Photo Credit:
Simon Matzinger

4 thoughts on “A Bedtime Limerick”

Robyn says:

August 12, 2019 at 5:27 pm

Nice job! I really liked this one

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1. mothertherealist says:
  
  August 14, 2019 at 10:05 am
  
  Thanks!
  
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bereavedandbeingasingleparent says:

August 15, 2019 at 12:31 am

That’s the truth.

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1. mothertherealist says:
  
  August 15, 2019 at 8:53 am
  
  It’s all fun and games till none of them go to bed.
  
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